Chapter 428 Hu Shanxiang 19
During the days of recuperation, Hu Shanxiang was probably the only person who had some free time.
After Xu Bin arrived, the three of them were unsure what to discuss, but soon after, news arrived that the Crown Prince had lost the Emperor's favor. Even the usually stubborn Sun Ruowei began to worry, though she was more concerned that if the Crown Prince truly fell, the 30,000 men of the Nurgan Commandery would be truly beyond help.
Unfortunately, good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes singly. When they met again, Zhu Zhanji not only lost his badge that allowed him to walk in front of the emperor, but also lost the three people he had secretly released before.
In front of Sun Ruowei and the other two, his words were truly heartfelt and moved everyone to tears. Finally, he persuaded the already wavering Sun Ruowei to finally give him the final word: "If you really want to help Zhu Di meet Emperor Jianwen, you must find these three first."
What’s interesting is that shortly after she confessed, Zhu Zhanji confirmed that the person was detained in the imperial prison of the Northern Pacification Office by his good third uncle.
"Where are you going?"
Hu Shanxiang never asked about Jianwen's affairs. She had always avoided talking to him during their conversations these days, but this time she suddenly called him.
There was an unconcealed excitement on Zhu Zhanji's young eyes and eyebrows. He was as proud as a tiger cub who finally caught his prey independently and couldn't wait to send his prey to the big tiger to see.
"Of course I'm going to find that person. You don't think I can get him back from my good uncle now, do you?"
"Do you always seek the results instead of the causes?"
Hu Shanxiang had long since discovered that Zhu Zhanji was like a starving ghost, unable to feel full no matter how much he ate. So he could only desperately grab and eat, not even bothering to see who had put the food in front of him or what he was eating. He certainly didn't think about why he had snatched the food.
Hu Shanxiang had no idea what the real Zhu Zhanji was like in history. But she knew for sure that the man before her was a frightened, hanged man. He held his neck high in the air, unaware of the rope that held him in place. These events were a tangled mess, and it had to be acknowledged that the emperor did love him dearly, but sometimes he wasn't.
He didn't understand, but if he did, it wouldn't necessarily be a good thing. By then, would he still be a good grandson to the emperor?
Thinking about it this way, it turns out that the prince is very knowledgeable.
Hu Shanxiang smiled and said, "I heard that the prince was selling furniture outside a few days ago."
"You even know about this? Good news never gets out, but bad news travels a thousand miles."
Zhu Zhanji got angry when he mentioned this matter. Fortunately, his grandfather still cared about him and secretly gave him 10,000 taels. Otherwise, his father would probably have to set up a stall outside to sell his broken furniture.
"I didn't know your family was so poor before. My family gave me some money before I left. It's not much. See if it's enough." Hu Shanxiang said as she tried to take some money out of her sleeve. Zhu Zhanji waved his hand quickly, "Oh, please don't shiver at me. How could I use your money? Besides, it's not easy for your family to give you some. Just give it all to me..."
Then he watched silently as Hu Shanxiang took out a stack of banknotes from her sleeve until the sound gradually died down.
"Who said I gave it all to you? I even kept half for the return trip."
"Thirty thousand taels! Half! You brought a total of sixty thousand taels on this trip!"
"...I didn't need any money for the trip here? My family gave me 80,000 yuan for this trip."
"You took the Gold and Silver Road, and it cost you 20,000 taels to get here from Junzhou?"
Zhu Zhanji always felt that he had slowly begun to understand this woman, but now, he felt that his previous understanding was still a little too superficial.
"I can tell from the looks of it that your family is definitely supported by the Crown Princess. Do you understand the saying, 'poor family means rich road'? Besides, most of the 20,000 yuan I spent on business. A shop in a good location in the capital is not cheap."
"I... okay, I won't listen to your business advice today. Anyway, keep the money and spend it all on buying a shop. Once I finish this business, we should discuss our business properly."
Zhu Zhanji, having successfully diverted the topic, momentarily forgot Hu Shanxiang's strange words. Instead, he took out a bamboo flute from his bosom and put it into Hu Shanxiang's hand: "I heard from my grandfather that you can play this. When you have time someday, play it for me."
After saying this, he turned around and ran away without giving Hu Shanxiang a chance to refuse.
Sun Ruowei, who was standing there and witnessed the whole process, seemed to understand something and couldn't help but smile knowingly.
"You should go too, don't make me nervous by laughing here."
After angrily driving away the sister who had also fallen for her, Hu Shanxiang finally had complete peace and quiet.
According to the law of conservation of energy, if she is quiet, someone else will naturally be busy.
Who is this person?
It turned out that it was not our good grandson who had the idea of deceiving his uncle again, but our good third uncle, Prince Zhao, who was deceived by him.
From assassinating the king to assassinating the emperor in the palace and then to detaining the Jingnan suspects, Prince Zhao actually never had a moment of rest. He was often tricked by his father, brothers and eldest nephew. Finally, this time he got the upper hand and not only found out in advance that A Dan, who assassinated the emperor in the palace, seemed to have an accomplice in the capital, but also discovered the three Jingnan assassins secretly hidden by his eldest nephew in the Northern Pacification Office, and the sponsor behind these three people was none other than the second brother.
Now that he has these three people in his hands, it is equivalent to holding the pulse of the King of Han and the Crown Prince. The thought of this makes him moved by his own wit.
Unfortunately, the old man was pushing too hard, and he had been busy with the assassination in the palace these past two days, and hadn't had time to properly entertain the three. He was also very interested in Jianwen's affairs!
The intelligence chief thought so, looking at the dying Adam, he felt a headache: "I can't sleep, wake up..."
He squatted pitifully in front of the bloody man with no intact skin on his body, and gently patted his face. The torture had consumed a lot of physical strength. At this moment, even his words were whispered: "Please, give me a name, ah? Is it the King of Han? Give me a name, considering I have worked so hard for half a day..."
"It's quite hard work, how about I give you something as a reward? How about some gold beans?"
A rough voice sounded from behind, which made King Zhao's skin stand on end. He turned around quickly. Who else could be standing behind him if not his second brother who was like the King of Hell?
Oh no, things are going to get bad!
As brothers for many years, King Zhao already had a premonition that he would be beaten and there was no way he could escape. However, he was still trying to struggle in his heart. He quickly put on a friendly smile and said, "Hey, why is my busy second brother here? Let's go. This place is dirty and messy. Let's talk outside."
"If I hadn't come, how would that Adan know what I look like, and how could he have helped you to make up a story?" The King of Han grabbed the wrist of the King of Zhao, swung his hand back and punched his brother in the stomach with all his strength, hitting him so hard that his body was hunched over, stars in his eyes, and cold sweat was pouring down. It took him a long time to recover.
"Third brother, don't blame me for being ruthless. You were the one who was dishonest first. You owe me."
After delivering this punch, the King of Han felt refreshed and thought he had seen through his brother's little tricks. He walked out with his hands on his hips, confident of victory, and did not forget to remind him: "You'd better send me the people I want as soon as possible. Don't forget."
King Zhao still refused to admit it, and cursed the man in his heart for being so cruel. Thinking that there were also people of King Han buried around him, the old Zhu family's ancestral suspicion became even worse.
After all, everyone outside knew that he was a member of the Han Wang Party. In the past, whenever the Han Wang asked, he, as his younger brother, had never refused. Even so, he was still not at ease.
Of course, Prince Zhao was also putting himself in other people's shoes. After all, he was the head of the intelligence department that helped his father. If we really talk about human nature, he is the one who distrusts others the most.
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